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Chapter 25

When Sophie awoke, she was glad that Keefe was still there, with his arms wrapped around her.

"Keefe," she nudged him.

"Yes?" he asked tiredly.

"It's time to get up."

"Nooo," he groaned.

"Fine. I guess I'll go make my own birthday breakfast then." she said, getting up. He jumped up from his spot on the floor.

"You can't do that!" he exclaimed.

"Um, why not?"

"It's your birthday! You can't do everything that you always do. Today is supposed to be special."

"You guys didn't even celebrate birthdays before I told you about it. It doesn't mater."

"It matters to me, Foster." he told her.

"Too bad, so sad." she replied, and walked outside the room. After she descended downstairs, she found incomplete decorations strung around the room. Keefe came running after her, grabbing her hand. She had already seen everything, though.

"Sophie! Ah . . ." he trailed off. "You've seen them already, haven't you?" She nodded, and he rubbed his neck sheepishly. "You weren't supposed to see this yet. it was supposed to be a surprise."

"That doesn't make any sense. They're all over the house. I live here!"

"I was supposed to take you on a date when you woke up. But it seems like I messed up on my part." he said. "Sorry,"

"It's not your fault. So, are we going on that date or not?" she asked. He grinned.

"If you want," he said.

"You don't even have any clothes. Are you going to wear that same thing?" she asked, blinking.

"I brought a new set of clothes, Foster. You didn't really expect me to wear clothes I went to sleep in for our date?"

She shrugged. "I guess I'm going to get ready now. Do I need to wear anything fancy?"

"Nope. Today, it's just you and me." he replied. Traveling back to her room, she found Biana waiting in her room.

"You saw them, didn't you?"

"What?"

"The decorations downstairs. I went to check up on whether Keefe was holding up his end of the plan, and you guys were cuddling on the floor." she said, and Sophie flushed.

"Yeah, I did." Sophie admitted. Biana hit her hand against her forehead.

"Well, I'm here to help you prepare for your date."

"Why? I can style myself." Sophie whined.

"Come on, Sophie. Just this once? It's your Birthday."

"What does that have to do with you choosing what I wear?"

"Just wear this," Biana said, and shoved a garment bag at Sophie. Practically pushing her into her bathroom, Biana rolled her eyes as Sophie resisted. "Go!" she yelled with a final push, and Sophie stumbled into the bathroom. Reluctantly, she opened the garment bag, and found a tight red tunic with leggings. She slipped them on, hugging herself because it hugged her figure way too well. "Sophie! Are you done yet?"

"Why did you choose this? You know I don't like tight clothing!" Sophie yelled through her door.

"Just come out so I can see! Please?" Biana asked. Sophie slowly stepped out of her bathroom, hugging her stomach. "Sophie!" Biana reprimanded.